Chapter 11:
Pride is a dangerous thing to break.
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Annalisa strutted like she owned the place.
It was a natural thing for someone like her. Having to waltz around the empire, carrying the rank of her sister gave her a lot of flavors and bumped her to a lot of gatherings. Even if she was still a Baron’s daughter on paper, people looked at her with both envy and adoration. She would wear clothes not suitable for her father’s paycheck, ones that are stolen from her sister’s monthly allowance. To make an example of her careless spending, Annalisa is wearing a custom gown, one of the drafted designs that she forced the seamstress to make. Her head was held high as her flowy red hair captivated everyone around her. It all seemed fairly easy when everyone in the empire knew who she was.
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